You know, that is, you finally admit the potential to yourself...that maybe...possibly...there exists the merest chance...that you may, indeed, have one too many items in your closet (thereby breaking one of the basic laws of a successful marriage and proving your other half correct in his assertions that "you have so many clothes you don't know what you own")...when, whilst admiring a navajo blanket skirt on Opening Ceremony's website you realize that the pattern looks vaguely familiar. Not the generic familiarity that comes from having seen one too many spaghetti westerns...no, it's the guilty familiarity of the "that looks like a Ralph Lauren skirt that Mama Heb bought many years ago and which, if my memory serves me correctly now that it’s been given a rather hard kick in the pants, is somewhere in the deepest, darkest recesses of my storage closet" variety.

And sure enough (after a search that would have been worthy of some great, Victorian explorer) I found it...in desperate need of an iron...and in an unflattering, mid-calf, wrap style...but, from a fabric standpoint, the kissing cousin of the OC version. Now I just need to spend some quality time with a needle and thread and see if I can enhance the similarity a little further...